"Who is it! Which little bastard dares to yell here after eating the ambitious leopard, isn't he tired of working!"
An old man appeared in response.
The old man came out of the nostril of the huge Buddha statue. It was a sloppy looking old man in shabby clothes, with an open chest, a shabby hat, shabby shoes, and a shabby fan in his hand. There is also a wine gourd hanging from his waist.
Seeing this sloppy old man, Gu Qingfeng laughed again, because the old man was none other than Daxing Mad Monk.
"Master Master!"
Monk Buer hurriedly got up from the ground, jumped up and ran to the side of Daxing Madman, pointed to Gu Qingfeng, and said quickly: "This kid appeared out of nowhere. There is no good luck, but it is very tight, just now the disciple tried his best to catch him, but his seven orifices bleed from the shock of his voice."
"You cowardly and worthless bastard, you have the face to say that you are bleeding from the seven orifices, you are not ashamed, but I am ashamed. When you go out in the future, don't say that I am your master, I I can't afford to lose this man!"
Daxing Mad Monk reprimanded Monk Buer viciously, and Monk Buer was quite thick-skinned, and said: "Master, this kid is very evil, he can see through the good fortune in me at a glance, and it is taboo for me to mention your old man's name." When you came out, this kid not only laughed frantically, but also called you an old bastard."
"go away!"
Daxing Mad Monk slapped Monk Buer on the head, and then looked at Gu Qingfeng standing on top of the Buddha statue.
It was discovered that Gu Qingfeng had neither cultivation nor fortune, and was just an ordinary mortal, neither a reincarnation, nor a rebirth, nor any Dao, except for the most basic human breath. and nothing else.
Daxing Mad Monk couldn't help but frowned, even though he had practiced for a long time, he even forgot himself for a long time, and he wandered around the heavens and worlds all the year round. It is no exaggeration to say that throughout the ages, there have been three thousand Dao, what destiny, what true destiny, what destiny and disaster, what taboos and ancestors, etc. are all messed up, he has seen everything he should have seen, and he has seen everything he shouldn't have seen.
He has seen all the big names and surnames in all ages, and not only has he met, but he also knows many of them.
No matter how mysterious, weird, or unknown, he has seen people before.
And these people have one thing in common.
That means you can't see through.
But the problem now is that the mortal in front of me is neither mysterious nor weird, just an ordinary mortal who can no longer be ordinary. At least, there is nothing that Daxing Madman can't see through. From the past, it is clear that he is a mortal with a flesh and blood body, and there is nothing mysterious or weird about it.
If he met such a person in the secular world, Daxing Madman would not even bother to take a look, because such mortals are caught in a lot in the secular world, and there is nothing worthy of his curiosity, but this mortal in front of him can not only break into this place, And with a loud voice, he made his good apprentice's seven orifices bleed, and even shook the ruins violently.
This has to make the Daxing crazy monk feel curious.
Could it be that this guy is a revived master from which era
Although it is said that there will be so many powerful masters in every era, those masters have special human nature and innate good fortune. There is no spiritual breath.
This is the first time that Daxing Epilepsy Monk has encountered such a situation.
What made him even more puzzled was that when he looked at the guy drinking wine sitting on top of the Buddha statue, for some reason, he always felt familiar, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar he was, but he couldn't remember it, and he didn't have any impression.
here.
Gu Qingfeng sat on the top of the Buddha statue, drank wine on his own, and didn't speak, allowing the Daxing Mad Monk to look at him, looking at the doubts on the Daxing Mad Monk's face, Gu Qingfeng couldn't help crying laugh it out.
"Boy."
Daxing Mad Monk appeared on top of the Buddha statue, looked Gu Qingfeng up and down, and said, "You look familiar, have we met somewhere?"
It's good that Daxing Mad Monk didn't say this, but when he said this, Gu Qingfeng laughed even more happily.
"Hey! Little bastard! I'm talking to you, why don't you laugh!"
Finding that Gu Qingfeng didn't stop, but laughed more and more frantically, Daxing Madman cursed angrily, and said: "Damn, dare to laugh at me? Are you looking for smoke?" As he spoke, Daxing Madman raised his hand The slap wanted to teach this ignorant guy a lesson.
Seeing that the slap of the Daxing Monk was about to slap Gu Qingfeng on the face, at the moment of the slap, a hand clasped his wrist, it was none other than Gu Qingfeng.
"Hey! You little bastard, you have quite a lot of energy!" Daxing Epilepsy suddenly exerted force, but to his disbelief, he was unable to shake the other party. They all changed slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Where the hell did you come from? It's so evil!"
After the words fell, Daxing Daxing Monk tried again, but it was useless, and he couldn't shake Gu Qingfeng at all.
"Well, you bastard, I don't believe I can't shake you!"
The Daxing Mad Monk was furious immediately, the Buddha's light flashed all over his body, and a vast and boundless power burst out, and in a flash, Gu Qingfeng's hand was forcibly flicked away.
"Hehe, Daxing, I haven't seen you in ten thousand years, and I'm still a little bit better."
Gu Qingfeng smiled and said, "Come and pick me up, I'll give you a try."
Before the words fell, Gu Qingfeng raised his hand and punched. This punch was just a pure punch. It was neither supernatural power nor contained any mystery, and the speed was not too fast, but the Daxing crazy monk didn't catch it, and even Before he could react, he was punched firmly in the chest.
With this punch, Daxing Epilepsy Monk only felt the qi and blood in his body churning, the skin membrane, tendons, bones, and blood vessels were in pain as if they were torn.
Daxing Epilepsy Monk has not experienced the feeling of pain for a long time, and he almost forgot what kind of pain it feels like. He was shocked, appalled, and even more angry.
"Ah!! You bastard, you dare to sneak up on me! You want to die!"
Enduring the pain by force, the Daxing Mad Monk also threw a punch.
"Well done!"
Gu Qingfeng jumped up, and also threw a punch!
boom!
The two punched each other in the air!
boom! boom! boom!
In the blink of an eye, he punched three more times.
When the fists clashed for the first time, the Daxing Epilepsy Monk let out a muffled grunt.
When the second fist clashed, Daxing Mad Monk kept retreating.
When the third fist clashed, the epileptic monk Daxing already vomited blood.